Top 10 TV shows for pre-schoolers!

Lockdown 3 is upon us (worst sequel since The Crystal Skull) and there are many who are now having to do some home schooling whilst entertaining an under 3.

Let’s be honest: no screen time would be great, but it’s unrealistic, especially when trying to juggle two kids. The good news is that some programs are educational! I’m not saying all these are, but they’re all tried and tested by my eldest in the past few years.

10. Teletubbies (available on the iPlayer)

Bet you’re singing the theme already…

I know, I know, but hear me out… First broadcast over a year before Google was a thing, the Teletubbies have been entertaining babies and toddlers for over 23 years. It’s likely that new parents now will have grown up with these creatures on their morning TV. They even had a number one single!

I was torn whether to include these on my list. It’s the only one of the ten which I cannot derive any enjoyment out of watching, but then I realised quickly I’m not the target audience. My 8 month old loves the bright colours and silly sounds. My toddler loved seeing the other children being the focus of the show rather than adults pandering to kids. As such, it’d be remiss not to include these 7ft monsters in any list of pre-school shows.

9. Go Jetters (available on the iPlayer)

No, I can’t remember their names either

Whether it’s for the geographical education from ubercorn, the earworm theme tune, or the in-depth character progression of Grandmaster Glitch, we love Go Jetters in this house.

Here’s Daddycorn’s Funky Top 3 reasons why you should watch Go Jetters this lockdown:

  • 3. You’ll learn things! As they travel the world, you’ll inevitably pick up a titbit about one of the world’s most famous landmarks which you can bank to impress your toddler down the line
  • 2. It’s one of the core breakfasts shows on cbeebies, and a great way to remember that you need to stop watching kids TV and get on with breakfast
  • 1. It’ll give you some great alternatives to swearing. I’ll often find myself cursing “oh grimbles!” without worrying about my kids repeating what I said!

8. Cbeebies Bedtime Stories (available on the iPlayer)

Not sure why the wife keeps insisting on watching the Tom Hardy episode…

Particularly useful if you work towards a 7pm bedtime, cbeebies have outdone themselves in getting some great big names to read some familiar (and some not-so-familiar) stories as the last program of their broadcast. The BBC have had genuine megastars such as Johnny Depp, Joaquin Phoenix and Chris “Captain America, not the ginger” Evans reading stories with simple shots of the books rather than new animation. Each one lasts around 5 minutes and is a great way to avoid having to come up with new voices for every character in every story

7. Jojo and Gran Gran (available on the iPlayer)

Gran Gran on the right

A relatively new addition to the cycle of kids shows in our house, but welcomed nevertheless. The series are based upon the seasons, with Spring, Summer and Autumn series released so far (albeit autumn includes the Xmas special).

Each episode follows JoJo’s adventures with her grandma, then real kids will share their experiences in relation to this (for example when they’ve been pumpkin picking in the Halloween episode). It’s a lovely programme, and it’s nice to see representation of a preschool child being looked after by their grandparents whilst their parents are working. Thinking of other programmes based on family life, they all seem to have ever-present parents which is not historically accurate (although I’m sure during lockdown my kids will soon grow sick of me!)

6. Tik Tak (available on the iPlayer)

Nice to see a more normal looking pendulum in this image

Again, another new series for us. This one is aimed at younger children: “cognitive development series for toddlers using non-verbal and non-narrative imagery”. If it was any longer, you’d easily be able to nap to it, but that isn’t to do it a disservice.

Each episode follows a set recipe of skits, whether this be music-lead patterns or a silhouette doing basic actions. It is short and melodic, and perfect for capturing a young child’s attention.

5. Sesame Street (select episodes available on YouTube Kids from the official Sesame Street channel)

She’s new, and she’s called Abby Cadabby

Whilst this is pure Americana, and it may result in your child in developing a strange accent when singing the alphabet, there’s a solid reason why it has been on screens for over 50 years. I know I grew up watching this, as has my eldest.

It is pure educational entertainment. From having a letter and number of the day, to helping social interactions, Sesame Street has it all. It deals with race, disability, and even gender stereotypes (affirming that anyone can play with any toy or dress up) all in ways easily digested by young minds without being overt or preachy.

Where it really earns its top 5 status is in its pop culture references. Entire skits are based around adult shows, such as Game of Thrones or Orange is the new Black. Parodies of movies such as The Avengers are easily watched as an adult, with the kids enjoying non of the subtle nods to the source material but still loving that dad is laughing along with them.

4. Maddie’s Do You Know? (available on the iPlayer)

It was a toss up between the swimming pool episode or the hula hoop as to a personal fave…

Maybe it’s more one of daddy’s favourites than the kids, but that’s only because the kids didn’t grow up watching Fred Dinenage on How 2 (“that’s how, for now!”). Do You Know is a great BBC show which, in every episode, shows you how two things work or are made.

IMDB rates the show 9.3/10 (therefore it’s technically better than Game of Thrones or Rick and Morty) and whilst Maddie helps the rating, the key to the show is telling the viewer really interesting things in a really simple way. You won’t be able to resist learning something new, whilst your kid soaks up some knowledge

3. Numberblocks / Alphablocks

It would be unfair to rank either of these above the other, but both definitely deserve a top 3 position for their combined educational and entertainment value.

Numberblocks is laid out in a very simple format. The first series deals with numbers 1 – 10, then later series deal with bigger numbers and basic mathematic functions. The songs in there are catchy and will get stuck in your head, but it’s these simple counting songs which will help your toddler grasp basic maths and give you some assurance that the screen time wasn’t all just to give you some peace and quiet.

Alphablocks is perhaps one to watch once your littlest is a little older, as (and this is coming from me and not anyone with any education experience) it seems a harder subject to learn. That said, it gives each phonic a personality and makes learning the letters that little bit easier. Further, the books my eldest has in reception include Alphablocks books, so the character recognition is (hopefully) aiding her reading.

2. Hey Duggee (available on the iPlayer)

A-woof woof; woof!

The bookies’ favourite to top the charts, and the best kids show for the past few years until the arrival of our new number one (more on that later), Hey Duggee is genuinely entertaining for all ages. Much like the perennial fave Sesame Street, it will often give nods to adult favourites such as Stranger Things or Apocalypse Now (they make sense in context I swear!) to keep you entertained whilst watching with the kids.

Every episode is based around a “badge”, just like you’d get in the scouts. The “squirrels” (confusingly none of whom are squirrels) will have a short adventure, rewarded with a badge for their efforts, together with a Duggee Hug. The characters are diverse, from different backgrounds, and the supporting cast is brilliant. From (my favourite) Chew Chew the panda, to Mr and Mr Crab, each appears regularly, but never too often to become repetitive.

The music can be great, but arguably too catchy on occasion (I’m looking at you, Stick Badge). I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve genuinely laughed out loud watching this. I have watched it a million times, and will happily watch it another million before tiring of it

Honourable Mentions

Just out of the top ten:

  • The Wiggles (Netflix)
  • Bing (iPlayer)
  • Mother Goose Club (Netflix)
  • Little Baby Bum (YouTube)
  • Yaka Dee (iPlayer)

1. The Baby Club (available on the iPlayer)

The first rule is to tell everyone about Baby Club

The Baby Club is an absolute godsend during lockdown, and the best thing on the iPlayer for my 8 month old without a shadow of a doubt.

When my eldest was born, I shared parental leave with the wife, and had 6 months of taking my baby to parks, family and baby clubs. These were great places, and whilst they never took up more than half an hour of the day, they were lifesavers. Always formulaic, we’d have an introduction song, then some play, a story and some chill time. We’d then have a goodbye song.

“If it ain’t broke then don’t fix it” is a matra held by the Beeb. Each episode starts with a song to introduce the babies, we then get an activity (just be careful not to sing the Shooting Stars version of “what’s in the bag”), a story and a song. Then come the bubbles for chilling, another song, then it’s time to say good bye.

Queen of the Castle Giovanna Fletcher is obviously my favourite of the two presenters, but both do a great job in welcoming viewers into the club. For those whose lockdown baby is their first, this is a fantastic opportunity to see exactly what happens in baby classes. Even though my lockdown baby is not my first, I still find myself putting aside time to do these “classes” with my youngest who loves the familiar songs and pattern of the class.

In summary…

All but one of these hits is available for free on the iPlayer. No adverts for toys, no paid promotions, and no subscription requirements. Further, the iPlayer now comes with a kids mode which will limit the content viewable should little hands grab the remote. It’s a great resource for parents who need ten minutes away from their youngest, whether for your own sanity or to give you time to home school your eldest.

Rodley Fairy Hunt – A Review

Inspired by the currently well maintained Facebook page Fairies of Rodley Park we braved the wet weather to go see whether we could find a fairy!

Our first of many!

We parked up on Town Street (here) and as soon as we got into the park we found our first door! Facebook assures me that there are 150 doors to find, but it was bucketing it down so we barely found half of them.

Whilst muddy it was largely pram friendly

Sheree Smith (and presumably with the help of her friends given the scale of their efforts) has screwed 150 doors onto the trees of Rodley Park, each numbered with a name on. The Facebook page has a definitive list of the names you can seek out; we had to accept a shortened version of our daughters’ names but happy to have done so.

The weather today was bucketing it down, but the woods provided some shelter from this. We took a pram for our youngest, and whilst we could navigate the paths fine, our eldest went off the path a lot to find the doors. I think you’d benefit best from this walk with a child confident on their feet.

We really enjoyed it despite the weather. We didn’t find all the doors so there’s plenty of reason to revisit, and for free it’s a great way to get the kids outside and running about. Finding half of the doors took us a little under an hour so you could easily stretch this out into a full morning’s activity.

Back to work…

So this time round I opted for the 2 weeks paternity. Decision was guided partly by the cost of having a week unpaid (and I’m lucky enough to have a job unaffected by current times) against going back to work, but mainly because I now work in the dining room.

Baby is now 2 weeks old and little legs is 4yo. During these unprecedented times, I know how lucky I am to be able to share my workspace with the three most important people in my life. Yes it sucks that for 8 hours of the day I’m not able to play with my eldest, nor just relax with my newest, but I know they know I’m there for them all day. The little moments like when eldest comes running to tell me what they just did, or being able to help mummy change a very explody poo… They make the return to work infinitely easier

Today’s the day! Again!

So I wanted to make sure I documented this given how different it is this time and it’s likely to be the last.

12am – woken by the missus. She’s hurting, knows the feeling means labour is coming, but waters not broke so just hanging fire.

3am – FYI you’re not going to sleep once you know baby’s on their way no matter what time it is. More intense discomfort gets me thinking what I should have already packed in my dad bag. Every expectant mother will have their hospital bag ready by 40 weeks, but this time around I can’t go in to the ward so I need to be ready for a stint in the car. Power Bank, headphones, wires and a drink all packed in a hurry

3.30 – waters break, hospital phoned. Missus needs to go in for an assessment. Little legs (not a problem the first time round) needs picking up! Quick phone call to aunty and fingers crossed the call wakes her

4.20 – dropped off at hospital, now sat in the car writing this…

4.50 – a lot quicker than last time I’m called to go to the delivery suite. I’ve a hunch we’re going a little early so Laura’s not alone, but whatever the reason I’ll take it

11.30 – well that all flew by! We were moved to the delivery suite a little early as thought so I could be with the wife (thank you so much LGI!). Not going to go into any ins and outs other than baby was here by 6.40. There’s been zero rush to get us out, we’ve had all the tests done on new baby (eyes, ears and bones) and now we’re waiting to leave now we’re ready, not when the hospital is ready to kick us out.

It’s been amazing. The staff were all wonderful, and it felt like it did last time except for a few minor differences. You wouldn’t know there was an epidemic out there, you’d just think people were being extra hygienic. For anyone worried about going to LGI to give birth right now then let me assure you it’s as normal as possible.

Still terrifying obvs, but normal

A toddler’s dad’s guide to the Isle of Wight

Me, Little Legs, Mummy and Nana are now on the long trip back from the Isle of Wight to Leeds, and having been there dozens of times as a kid and teen, but never with child, I thought it prudent to pass on my knowledge gained this trip. This review/top tips is based upon a trip with a nearly-2.5 year old.

 

  • Re the trip down and back: we split it up on the way there, stopping the night in Portsmouth, and doing it in one go on the way back. In reality, the couple of hours knocked off the journey on the way there were unnecessary but for the maximising the time on the island on day one of the holiday. A well timed nap when we got off the ferry meant one service stop broke up the journey nicely. Full credit of course goes to the in-car entertainment Kids Fire tablet which when well stocked with Peppa Pig and Duggee saw Little Legs perfectly.
  • Blackgang Chine is awesome. Granted, I saw it all through very nostalgic glasses having visited at least twice in every year of the nineties, but Little Legs loved it and I’ve no doubt that all children up to, say, ten would adore it. Very much like Sundown Adventure Land but with more immersion in the different lands and less play equipment.
  • The Needles is getting dated but still had plenty for young and old. All the grown ups enjoyed the glass blowing demonstration and the walk down to the beach, with Little Legs loving the classic rides (carousel, vintage cars, teacups), as well as the very high chair lift back to the top (“I’m flying daddy!”). Children under a certain height have to sit on their parent’s lap but there was plenty of space for this. The arcade is unnecessary and is just a waste of money, but we really enjoyed the money spent in the gift shop where you can fill a souvenir with coloured sand.
  • The beaches were great. Very spoilt on the island as the beaches were all better than those found up north, but in particular the Sandown beach was the nicest. Being from Leeds, whilst the coast is hardly an age away, it’s tough to justify a trip on a whim part way through the day. On the Isle of Wight I doubt there’s civilisation more than 15 minutes from a decent beach. Little Legs loved destroying daddy’s sandcastles, filling daddy’s well dug holes and splashing daddy in the sea. You cannot visit the island without spending a few days at the beach.
  • The zoo was a solid half-day’s fun. They were accommodating for picnics with plenty of areas for you to eat your own food. Some really impressive enclosures with tigers and lions, but not enough to take up the full day. We split the day with an afternoon on the beach (handily over the road).

Most attractions we visited had free returns within a week (or reduced to a nominal pound in the case of the zoo) and we found ourselves going back to Blackgang Chine just for a couple of hours a few days later. I’ve no hesitation to recommend the Isle of Wight to anyone with a toddler and I’m certain that we’ll be visiting again when Little Legs is a bit older.

Last day before retirement…

Well that was unexpected, but having watched dozens of 90s buddy/cop movies I should have seen it coming. How many times, in the days before retirement, does the seasoned pro have something happen to them? It’s my last day of paternity leave from work and to date, Baby had managed not to shit in the bath. 
With Mummy at work and Daddy in charge of getting Baby washed and cleaned before birthday photos, Baby saw this as an opportune time to shit in the bath. Not a little cutey poo, but a tonne of bitty crap. 
I don’t write this to gross you out, but to offer you how I dealt with it in case it happens to you:

  1. Stay calm. Laugh it off if you can. Baby poops all the time and doesn’t think this is any different. If you panic Baby might. 
  2. Get Baby rinsed, out and dried. Baby thought this was the best bath ever as Daddy hadn’t waterboarded her in an effort to clean her hair, and was amenable to towel cuddles. 
  3. Get Baby out of the bathroom to clear the way for the disgusting bit. Baby was happy with her toys in her cot in an impromptu play [or perhaps an intervention for her poopy ways] 
  4. Get disinfectant and lots of paper towels. If you’re really lucky you’ll have a jacuzzi bath with half a dozen little inlets to make cleaning that bit more interesting than just a boring scrub. Clean the bath, clean any drain holes, clean all the toys… F. Y. I. you will be handling poo in ways you’ve unlikely done before and it’s nasty but has to be done! 
  5. Refill bath, get baby back in and cross your fingers it ain’t gonna happen again! 

At least this should be the last time I have to do this, at least on my own. On the bright side, paid leave starts on Monday so there’s something to look forward to! 

5 months in and just days left

Today marks the 5th month of paternity leave, leaving me just 5 days of official leave before I’m a full time employee again. 
It’s clichéd but time has flown by at an epic rate. I had so many plans for my leave: go see some distant friends; maybe do some long walks; keep an active blog to document my time off and maybe provide some insight for future paternity leavers. I’ve managed none of these: making plans to see distant friends has always taken a back seat to more immediate plans, the weather has been awful and too cold to take an infant out, and I always found myself blogging during feeds in the middle of the night which I rarely have to deal with now. 
One of the things I’d love to stress to future parents is that whenever baby is [for lack of a better term] being a shit, it will feel like it’s lasting an age but relatively speaking those periods don’t last too long. You never see in the bookshops anything titled “How I Deal With My Nightmare Baby” or “My Baby Is A Cheeky Arse” and it’s easy to worry that your baby is the exception to all other babies; that it’s only your baby who won’t figure out how to sleep or eat or move themselves. In reality those who want to shout from the rooftops will omit the little things which can drive you to tears at 2am. 

Looking back at blogs I’ve drafted in the middle of the night I can see that Baby’s cheekiness was driving me mad, and at the time I felt that Baby was never going to be the model child which other parents hold on a pedestal. Now, with simply a couple of months’ perspective to look back, Baby got through those arsey times relatively quickly. I can’t remember the last time I had to wake between 1 and 5am to appease Baby. 
Another thing that played on my mind was seeing how other babies the same age were figuring out how to crawl and walk and do all sorts, with Baby having no intention of doing any of that. The past 4 weeks have seen Baby learn to crawl, and walk holding our hands. The speed at which babies develop is awesome, and if you’re reading this with a baby lagging behind their friends then you needn’t fret, as they’ll pick it up in no time. We saw this too with Baby’s sleeping, as she went from waking every few hours to sleeping through with little interim period. 
Going forwards I want to do another couple of blog posts to look at year one of Baby’s life, but when I’ll get the chance is an unknown at present! 

Local celebrity 

Out this week at a Winnie The Pooh party at the library (celebrating the author’s 100th birthday) I was asked by a mum “were you at the Rainbow Factory on Monday?” 
Why yes I was, and I looked this gosh-darn-good then too. 


Whilst I did look as shamazing as always, alas this wasn’t going to be why I was recognised. Being a “full time dad” [for lack of a better phrase] makes you stand out like a tar covered wolf amongst a field of shoulder-to-shoulder cotton white sheep. Yes, we do get other dads at playgroups, but they’re always attached to the relevant mum with a look in their eyes that tells me that they’re here for the brownie points. 
Being the only dad at playgroups comes with unspoken pressure. I couldn’t tell you what any mum looked like from last Monday, and I shared a table with two others under the new seating regime. I spoke with no-one other than exchanging brief pleasantries with those at my table, and after a few stories and songs we left with zero fanfare. Despite this, other mums saw me. They would have seen if I’d dropped Baby, or if I’d have stumped a toe and cursed. They’d have seen if I wasn’t feeding Baby the way they’d feed a 10 month old, and they’d have seen if I’d have held baby wrong at all in their eyes. Obviously I rock at fatherhood and have every last detail down to a fine art therefore they saw nothing of the like, but nevertheless any error (actual or in their own opinion) would have been noted and that would have likely been attributed to me just being a dad. 
Multiple baby group leaders have had to check themselves (luckily before they wrecked themselves) when asking all the “mums” to join in. They do catch themselves 99% of the time without me having to fire off a disparaging look, but there has been occasion when the leaders are oblivious to a dad being at their “mum group”. Having a dad at playgroups is still a massive novelty to all and the only positive I can think of at present is that people are really good at remembering our names. 
I hope that I’m at the start of a great age where more dads get the chance to spend all this amazing time with their baby, and I hope that when you [dads and future dads] take the time off and go to these groups you don’t have to be perfect under every mum’s subconscious gaze. I don’t think they’d admit paying attention to other dads, and they aren’t going to be doing it to find error in our efforts (and on the flip-side they aren’t watching us for our dad bods), but we’re a lot more memorable than mums are. 
For now, enjoy every second of fatherhood. And always remember you’re being watched. 

Inspired by Adele

“You look like a movie…”

 

Baby has tonight done it again. She looks like she’s straight from one of the most famous films ever. The leading lady of that film couldn’t have done it any better than Baby in the iconic scene, the one thing everyone remembers most about that film. Obviously Baby is as gorgeous as Marilyn Monroe, but I’m not on about that film.

 

The Exorcist. Baby has once again surpassed herself in channelling Lucifer himself and ensured that the outfit she was in, as well as Mummy’s, was to be put straight in the wash. To clear it up, a CSI inspired fingertip search was done of the floor by Mummy (Daddy of course had the enviable task of playing with Baby whilst this was all going on) using a sponge to both clean and dissipate the awful smell of half-digested dinner.

 

Turns out we should have seen this coming. Mummy was wise to remind Daddy that babies should not eat processed meat. Did Daddy stop Baby eating sausage? Nope, this Daddy was super (and unjustifiably) happy that his Baby was not going to be a vegetarian and revelled in Baby’s meat eating.

 

Protip for all daddies and future daddies out there: when there’s a rule abided by amongst all other parents, there’s probably a reason and you’d be wise to follow it. And don’t give baby cheap sausage.

Teething problems

“The newest update to my phone is having some teething problems”;

” We’ll get this new contract running smoothly once we’re past these teething issues”;

“This game will be perfect once they patch up the teething problems”
Bollocks. Up until Baby came, I was quite willing to accept “teething problems” as a hiccup in a well thought through plan, a slight bump in the road, a short inconvenience to an otherwise perfect journey. Baby has assured me that anyone who uses “teething” in any context which doesn’t relate to months of trouble clearly is not a parent. 
A good friend of mine was today telling me that their 4 month old is starting to get tough gums and she thinks teeth will be here soon. I thought that around the same point in Baby’s development. Baby was getting antsy because her teeth were coming through any day now. 6 months later she got her first tooth for Christmas. 
I feel for Baby I really do. I cannot begin to imagine the pain of having a tooth cut through your solid gum, paired with never having this happen before. The novelty and shock will obviously subside for the next 20, but there is so much gum that needs to make way it’s not worth thinking about. 
Baby’s teething is coinciding with a little bit of snuffles and a touch of conjunctivitis (which the doctor assures me that, after winning the Hunger-Games-esque challenge of getting an appointment, should go away soon without drugs but if it gets worse after the holistic water approach to rush back) which leads to a tough time for Baby sleeping. Which leads to 1am blog entries. If you’re reading this as a parent to be, or have a pre-teethy baby, I cannot offer any time frame nor really any advice. All this entry can do is warn you to prepare to hunker down for the long haul. 
And if you’re not a parent, and think that a positive way to spin your balls-upped delay is to refer to it as a “teething problem”,  then be rest assured I will assume that your project wants to ruin my nights and I will avoid it like the plague.